June 12, 2009
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Identification and Identity
Recently, I have had a series of dreams in which I find myself out and about without my I.D. Sometimes in these dreams I have left my purse behind somewhere and don’t have money or credit cards either. Sometimes, it is just that I have no identifying documents. Other times, I can’t identify myself at all — don’t even understand the concept of individual identity.
A common thread tying all these dreams together is the kindness and helpfulness of people I meet under those circumstances. There was one such dream quite some time ago, in which a whole bunch of strangers helped me track down a purse snatcher.
The dream last night was a bit different. I found myself downtown in some city, on a bicycle. The bicycle and my clothes were all I had. I think it is significant to mention the clothes, because without them it would have been quite a different dream.
I was walking my bike around in a shop because I had no way to lock it up outside, and it got in the way. The shopkeeper became annoyed, and then became solicitous when he discerned my situation. His concern for me was in sharp contrast to my own attitude. He and his wife wanted to take me in, give me something to eat, and help me find “my people.” I just pushed my bike back out onto the street, got on it and rode away.
Comments (4)
That’s very interesting. of course only you can decipher the meaning (if any) of your dreams but I think you are right to focus on the kindness of others.
glad for RSS..got to work on me, transpersonally…can still read your blog. Thank you.
Juan Castrocafe
Sounds to me like you have no qualms about living outside of society
@EminemsRevenge - You’re right about me being comfortable outside society. I’m outside mainstream culture, dwelling way out of civilization, and my ties to any community are tenuous and flexible, while I consider myself a citizen of the planet, one with the universe.